Caught

"Shh, you'll wake them up," Mark hissed in the dark.

"You will if you don't shut up." Brian countered.

The twins crept through the darkened corridor of the military base. Barrack doors were on either side of the hall. The dim red emergency lights were enough to light the way. They were out of bed way past curfew. It was almost midnight.

"Why did I let you talk me into this Brian?" Mark asked as he stumbled in the dark.

"I didn't talk you into anything. I know you wanted to also. You just needed a push in the right direction," Brian whispered loftily.

"If we get caught I'm blaming you." Mark warned as they drew near their destination.

"Fine, fine, whatever. All my fault. Forced you at gunpoint." Brian rolled his eyes at his brother.

"Here it is," Brian said, edging open a door. Stainless steel reflected back the ambient light from the hall. It glistened off of sharp edges and glass and chrome.

Brian pulled open a door and retrieved their stash, sinking to the floor beside his brother.

"Do you have it?" Brian asked

"Of course," Mark said, pulling out two bits of metal.

The two officers froze as the lights were flicked on, nearly blinding them as the light bounced from all directions. In the doorway stood Major Cole. Brian tried to hide their contraband behind them, but at a look from Major Cole, they knew that he knew.

"Well, I see we have a bit of a dilemma," David said as he moved towards them. "Do I ignore what you are doing or do I call you on it."

"You see Major, it was like this..." Brian started. David held up a hand to silence him.

David held out his hand for the metal object in Brian's hand. Reluctantly Brian handed it over. David considered the metal for a few seconds before handing it back.

"Dig in." David said. "And I'll be back with a spoon too. Did you know that Chocolate is my favorite ice cream?"